Darkest Days|| Poetry and Prose

Worship me

You will offer me your life.

Bow down when you hand me the knife.

Do as I please.

Feel strongest on your knees.

Your lifes work is to make me smile.

Earn the privilege to use your mouth for a while.

You will allow me everything that you have.

Your pride, your lust and the clothes off your back.

Never doing wrong as to not see me sad.

Once you've tasted punishment, you'll never be bad.

Offer me your all

For the chance for me to be there when you fall.

Does it sound surreal? Like a naughty little dream?

Imagining your whimpers and pretty little screams?

I will be your Goddess. Be above all.

Needy for my attention, you'll be sure to crawl.

Don't be scared, how good could it be?

Test it out.

Worship me.